Manvi's POV

I hated his rudeness towards me, I was missing my sweet romantic Aarav. I moved downstairs and saw him playing with Vihaan and Khushi. 

I stood in front of him and spoke "Aarav I need to talk to you!" 

He ignored me and then looked at Khushi "main Vihaan ka milk leke aata hun Khushi dhyan rakhna"

She nodded in yes and he stood up from his place, followed by heading towards the kitchen. I followed him, he warmed the milk and poured it into the bottle. 

He turned and I blocked his way, I smiled lightly at him. He looked at me and said "side hato" 

"sorry na... ab dubara aisa kabhi nahi hoga I promise," I said holding my ears.

He gave me a light push and then moved out of the kitchen taking the milk bottle of Vihaan. 

"angrez chale gaye isko peeche chod gaye! kabhi hitlergiri, kabhi sorry..." Aarav murmured. Khushi was trying hard to control her laughter. 

I sighed, I thought "ye toh bahut hi zyada gussa hai.. kya karun main" 

I sat down on the couch and watched him playing with Vihaan and Khushi. Khushi after some time came and sat down beside me. I smiled and said "dadda kitne ache se baby ka khayal rakh rahe hai na?" 

I nodded in yes "haan wo toh hai" 

"it's a good practice for him.. mere bhai/behen ka bhi aise hi khayal rakhenge" Khushi uttered. 

I agreed, after a few seconds I looked at her in state of shock "What??" 

She sighed "mumma please.. main kabse bol rahi hun mujhe bhai ya behen dedo lekin aap dono ho ki bas ladne mein lage hue ho" 

"Khushi but school mein itna kuch kaha phir bhi tum.." I paused when she glared at me. 

"lekin wo sach toh nahi hai na?? aap bhi jaanti ho aur main bhi jaanti hun dadda mujhse kitna pyaar karte hai! mere liye wo aapse naraz hai.. badi maa ne bataya dadda ka mental breakdown hospital mein jab main critical thi.. dadda aur main baap beti se pehle dost hai aur mujhe apne dost pe aapse zyada vishwas hai" she spoke and I smiled lightly at her, indeed she is matured than her age. 

I kissed her forehead and then glanced at Aarav who had become a horse for Vihaan. Khushi spoke "mumma... main apna bachpan phirse jeena chahti hun apne bhai/behen ke roop pe.. please dadda ko manao" 

I glanced at her and made a face "Sab koshish toh karli.. ab ghar chodke jaungi na toh bhi lene nahi aayega huhh.." 

Khushi laughed and said "come on mumma.. yuhi nahi main aapko aur dadda ko besharam nahi kehti... think think" 

I thought something, a mysterious smile appeared on my face. 

Later at night, Virat and Ahana returned home. They looked around and it was a pin drop silence, Virat asked "itni shanti kyun hai ghar mein??" 

"lagta hai.. plan work kar gaya" Ahana said overwelmed. 

I stepped down the stairs and Aarav was behind me. He argued with me "tum janti ho I hate paneer phir bhi yahi banaya tumne!" 

I turned towards him and said "are toh tumne bhi toh nahi bataya na kya khana hai tumhe?" 

Vihana exchanged glances with each other. Khushi interuppted the conversation "dadda mumma shant!! dadda aap bahar se kuch order karlo main wo kha lungi aapke saath"

"Aur jo maine banaya hai wo waste??" I asked looking at Khushi.

She sighed deeply and spoke "no mumma main wo bhi kha lungi.." 

"it is fine.. mujhe waise bhi ab bhook nahi hai main chala sone" Aarav spoke and headed back to the room closing the door with a bang. 

Ahana sighed deeply "hey bhagwaan ye ladka itna ziddi kabse ho gaya?" 

"biwi ka asar toh aayega hi" Virat replied.

Ahana glared at him and asked "Really?? tumpe toh mera asar nahi aaya?" 

Virat looked at her with a smile "I am not.. Aarav Malhotra" 

Ahana sighed, Khushi spoke "mumma kya aap bhi dadda ko nahi mana sakti?" 

"are wo nahi maan raha toh main kya karun?" I spoke in an annoyed tone and left the place. 

Khushi's POV

It was early morning, I got ready to go for school. I moved downstairs and asked "dadda aaj aap mujhe school chod denge?" 

He glanced at Manvi who looked at him and he smiled "Sure beta.. isi bahane tumhari kisi teacher se flirt bhi kar lunga" 

Manvi passed him a look and said "Khushi ye tumhe wapas bhi le aayega time hi time hai iske paas"

Aarav was about to speak something but I said "dadda.. aap jaldi se jaake ready ho jayie please"

Aarav nodded and went upstairs. Manvi watched him go, she looked at Ahana and said "bhabhi aaj mujhe late ho jayega office mein urgent important meetings hai" 

"thik hai manvi.." Ahana nodded her head. Manvi went upstairs towards the room to get her laptop bag. 

Aarav was searching for something inside the cupboard but couldn't find it. He shouted "bhabhi.. bhabhi"

Ahana said aloud "kya hua Aarav??" 

"aapne meri white shirt dekhi kya?" He asked

"wahi almirah mein hogi nahi toh laundary mein" Ahana shouted back. 

Aarav came downstairs and spoke "laundary mein bhi nahi hai bhabhi.." 

He glanced at Virat "Aapne li hai na meri favorite white shirt??" 

Virat turned his head towards him after sipping the coffee "mujhe koi shauk nahi hai tumhare kapde pehenne ka.." 

"bhai.. wo shirt bhabhi ne gift kari thi and you always have problem with me and bhabhi" Aarav argued. 

"Are.. maine kaha na maine nahi li tumhari shirt!! laparwah tum khud ho Aarav" Virat scolded him.

Ahana glanced at Virat "how dare you to shout at my devar??" 

"toh kya karun? ek shirt ke liye pura ghar sarpe utha liya hai iss ladke ne.. dusri shirt pehen jaao Khushi late ho jayegi school ke liye" Virat said.

Aarav sighed deeply "iss ghar se meri hi shirt gayab honi thi... wapas aake dundta hun" 

I glanced at my mother and thought "mumma... you are too much dadda uss shirt mein hott lagte hai bahut isliye aapne shirt hi gayab kardi unki taaki koi unpe line na maare" I laughed at my own thoughts.

Everyone glanced at me, Ahana asked "kya huaa??" 

"kuch nahi badi maa.. dadda chale?" I asked.

Aarav nodded and I left with him for school. Within an hour we reached the school, Aarav said "main lene aa jaunga.."

"don't worry dadda.. main khud aa jaungi! aap jaake apni shirt dundho" I said with a wink. 

He sighed deeply and drove back home. "aaj toh lagta hai mumma mana hi lengi dadda ko" I excitedly walked into the school. 

I received a message from my mother "Aaj school ke baad maasi ke ghar chali jaana.. bahut din ho gaye hai" 

I giggled and replied "All the best mumma! aaj toh dadda ko mana hi lena I know aap ye kar sakti ho"

"shut up Khushi! besharam kahiki" she replied back.

"Aap dono ki hi beti hun!!" 

I headed to my classroom and began to study as I have lots of work to catch up on before the exams. 

Manvi was in the office, and she glanced at files. She sighed.. "ye log toh koi kaam thik se nahi karte hai" 

Manager entered her cabin and asked "mam aapne Aarav sir se baat ki??" 

Manvi nodded in no.. 

"mam jald se kar lijiye! warna hum bahut bada project haath se kho denge.. uss client ko Aarav sir ke hi specific presentations and desings chahiye.." The manager quoted. 

"thik hai main karti hun usse baat.." Manvi spoke. After finishing off the pending work, she headed back home tired. 

She was left shocked toh see the scenario in front of her eyes, Aarav had scattered most of the things. Ahana scolded him "offo Aarav subah se tumhe apni shirt nahi mili.. ghar ka bhi kya haal kar diya hai tumne.. "

"bhabhi that's my favorite shirt! aise kaise koi chori kar sakta hai?" Aarav asked making a face. 

"yahi hogi main dekhti hun do minute mein milegi phir bataungi tumhe main" Ahana said and went to search for his shirt while Manvi headed towards the room to fresh up. 

"kaha chali meri shirt?" Aarav was thinking hard about where did he keep his white shirt. 

The servants began to clear the mess he had created. He glanced around and then looked upstairs, his eyes popped out seeing the scenario in front of his eyes. His jaw dropped and he fell on the floor in a state of shock. 

To be continued...

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